heroine prehistoric

Chapter 23 The Witch Clan Is Innocent, Cruel and Merciless

Chapter 23 The Witch Clan Is Innocent, Cruel and Merciless

"Who hit my baby!"

There was a huge roar, which looked like a god and demon, and the endless masculinity scorched the earth like the blazing sun of the nine heavens.

All the witch tribes were overjoyed to see the people coming, because this man who looked like a god and demon was the top powerhouse in the entire witch tribe, and no one could match it except for the other eleven ancestors.

Because he is Zhu Rong, the prehistoric fire fighter!
Looking at the person in front of her, Qinglian slightly raised her eyelids, glanced sideways, and said, "So what if it's me?"

Although Qinglian had a contemptuous expression, she didn't mean to be contemptuous at all. This person in front of her was the strongest opponent Qinglian had ever seen since she transformed into a human form.

This man is masculine and domineering, and his body is at least four meters tall, which is much higher than ordinary witches.There are lumps of bulging muscles, standing like hills all over his body, making it impossible to doubt that any one of them has the strength of a million catties.The red face was already a little purple at this time, obviously extremely angry and resentful.

The Wu Clan has always guarded against weaknesses. Any Wu Clan is their own descendant to the ancestor Wu, because the descendants of the Wu Clan are actually created by the essence and blood of the twelve ancestors, and each generation of the Wu Clan will use their own blood to create The next generation of Wu Clan, so that the number of Wu Clan will increase, and finally become a strong clan that can dominate the wild land!

Essence and blood are connected, so there is also a deep affection among the witches. There was even a great witch once said with a smile: "We are all the children of our ancestors!" The deep affection is undoubtedly evident.

Unexpectedly, such a joking phrase won the approval of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Every time in the future, when they stand up for their descendants, they will say this sentence: "Who hit my baby!"

Today, it was Zhu Rong who came to help the junior find a place.

Zhu Rong stared at a pair of giant golden-red eyes, with faint flames burning in his pupils, and shouted loudly: "If you beat my son of Zhu Rong's family, you will have to pay the price! Today I will beat you to death to warn the prehistoric peoples , the prestige of my witch clan cannot be violated!"

A pair of giant palms glowing with golden red brilliance slowly pushed out, each time the palms were pushed forward, the palms grew by a point, and when they were about to approach the golden light curtain, the pair of giant palms had already risen to the height of a person, which was extremely terrifying!
Looking at the giant palm that was getting closer and closer in front of her eyes, Qinglian knew that it was powerful. The Wu Clan did not cultivate the primordial spirit and only focused on the body, so they did not rely on supernatural powers like ordinary ascetics, but refined the Wu Clan's combat skills!

This is the case when skills are close to Taoism, but Pangu's mysterious means of opening the sky are completely passed down by the Wu clan.Every movement is a combat skill close to the Tao, so the Wu Clan naturally has thousands of powerful and invincible combat skills spread!

The combat skills of the Wu Clan coupled with the natural ability of the Wu Clan to control the primitive elements, the superposition of power is not just a one plus one effect, it can bring out countless times of peerless power!
Of course Qinglian had heard of Zhu Rong's name, but he was one of the famous Twelve Ancestral Witches, a quasi-sage master!Of course Qinglian knows that she is invincible, but she can only face the difficulties. If Qinglian retreats at this time, what should the human race do?
Genocide?
At this moment, Qinglian's only thought is that it can be delayed for a while, Zhunsheng has absolutely no suspense towards Jinxian, she only hopes that she can be delayed until Dongyue, and that will achieve her goal. As for whether she can survive, Qinglian But I never thought about it!
Qinglian swelled up all the mana in her body, like a river flowing eastward to the sea, continuously pouring mana into the Luoshen Banner, the golden radiance on the Luoshen Banner suddenly increased by [-]%, bursts of golden radiance swayed out, Set off a piece of golden all around.

Under the full support of Qinglian, the Luoshen Banner rose in the air, turned from defense to attack, and directly slammed into the pair of giant golden-red palms!

Facing an opponent who was obviously stronger than her, if she had any reservations, it would be purely courting death, so Qinglian also shot with all her strength without any scruples!

The golden light curtain and the golden red palm shadow slowly collided like the slow motion of a movie. In the eyes of the spectators, the gorgeous golden curtains were as fragile as glass. , was shattered into pieces by the golden-red palm shadow.

Golden debris scattered in the sky, like a burst of golden snow, falling flutteringly, the scenery is so beautiful and intoxicating that people are intoxicated.

Everyone in the human race is not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, because they know that the gorgeous golden snow will represent death and extinction.

The death of Qinglian, the saint who protected the human race, and the death of the entire human race!

When the giant golden palm was about to touch Qinglian, it suddenly changed to its original size. Although it was almost half the size of Qinglian's torso, it was not as terrifying as it was at first.

With a bang, the clothes on Qinglian's chest turned into crumbs all over the sky, and she couldn't stop flying backwards. A mouthful of blood could no longer be held back, and suddenly spurted out, turning into blood mist all over the sky.

When Qinglian was dying, she sighed secretly in her heart: "The Wu Clan's combat skills are really close to the Tao, attacking the flesh, and can burn the soul at the same time! The defeat is not wronged, not wronged! It's a pity for this human race, this human race ah!"

Seemingly hearing the shouts and wails of the human race in a trance, Qinglian's mouth could not help but slightly curled up into a smile, but she didn't know why?

Maybe it's satisfaction, maybe it's something else, all of this is only known to him!
Seeing Qinglian who was knocked into the air, the whole family cried and mourned, and rushed to the place where Qinglian fell.

The fast-footed people hugged Qinglian directly, tested her breath, and found that Qinglian was already wandering in the sky, and she didn't have any breath at all.

"The saint is gone!"

Suiren and Youchao sighed and said to everyone.

Then the two fell to their knees and sang loudly: "Respectfully send the holy master to travel in the sky!"

The whole family also returned to the ground, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and sang together: "Respectfully send the holy master to travel to the sky!"

His voice was full of sorrow and sadness, like a mourning tiger passing by in the wild, which made people feel sad and sad.

Kneeling three times and prostrating nine times was originally a great ritual for a saint, the highest etiquette that is only used when welcoming a saint's holy frame, but now it is used by the human race to pay homage to the green lotus. Although the etiquette is surpassed, the human race is not. What do you think, I think Qinglian deserves it!
After kneeling three times and prostrating nine times, all the clansmen stood up, led by Suirenshi and Youchaoshi.

The two of them took two steps forward, facing the Wu Clan people, looking at Zhu Rong full of hatred, Suiren said: "I am a human race, I have no wealth, but I am so lucky to be favored by Master Qinglian. I am deeply ashamed! Today, Master Qinglian , I died because of our human race, and my human race is even more deeply impressed. The human race is weak, and we have nothing to repay! Although there is nothing to repay, this kindness has to be repaid. Only, one death is all it takes!"

The two looked at each other, and Youchao said again: "Today, pass on the promise of our human race! Today, if there is a human race that escapes and ascends to heaven, it will tell the descendants as follows. The Holy Mother has no virtue, and she does not raise children. Wu clan Innocent, cruel and inhumane! If the human race reproduces, the witch race will be wiped out. After all, the Holy Mother and Nuwa have the virtue of building a body. Although it is respectable, it must be ranked after the holy master! My descendants of the human race should remember it! "

All the tribesmen who were kneeling down in front of their subordinates responded in unison: "Promise!"

As the voices of the human race sang, bursts of thunder and lightning sounded against the background, supporting the solemn atmosphere, and countless illusory thunder and lightning gods manifested, worshiping the sky endlessly!

The oath of heaven!

Under the oath, it actually attracted the induction of heaven and earth, and they made a sound together to set off!

Seeing this situation, Zhu Rong's expression changed drastically, and bursts of murderous aura filled his brows. This human race can actually arouse the oath of heaven, but it can't stay!
kill!

Destroy the human race, once and for all!
When Zhu Rong was about to make a move, he really didn't expect that the human race would be one step ahead of him!
You Chao clan and Suiren clan took the lead in roaring: "Brothers without wives and children, follow me to kill! To avenge the holy master, even if they can only kill one Wu clan, they will pay with their blood! Other brothers, go back and bring the old and the young!" Retreat to Buzhou Mountain, where is the place where the saints are masters, and you can keep the incense of the human race!"

At the moment when the soldiers were about to meet, a faint sigh suddenly sounded in everyone's ears: "If Qinglian knows that you are doing this for him, but she doesn't know whether to be happy or sigh!"

ps: Lament!Comrade Qinglian left us just like that, and have a good journey...

Bookmark it, it's off the list, and the click will slide down in a straight line... My heart is also heavy...

(End of this chapter)

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